After the party my life changed a lot. Since he had received so many compliments on my beauty he bought me a lot of very sexy clothes that either bared most of my body or were transparent with only tiny g-string panties and bras that only covered my nipples to keep me from being naked. Some women who saw me on the street or restaurants would sneer at me but I ignored them thinking that they were just jealous. He even began taking me to his office delighting in introducing me to his men clients to enjoy their admiration of me. I am afraid that made me even more vain and on those days he left me home I spent the time exercising naked to make my body even more slim and fit.
Another change as a result of the party was not as pleasant although very exciting. The girls at the party had been very mean. They hit me harder on my pussy and breasts than he ever had and since I had not screamed loudly he decided I was capable of withstanding greater amounts of pain.
He decided to test his theory a few days after the party when all the marks from my whipping were nearly gone. He led me naked out to the garage but when I held out my wrists for the cuffs he said he had a new way of restraining me that the man at the leather store had suggested.
He had me spread my legs then manacled my ankles to a board running between my feet to hold them open Then he went to the sack and got a harness arrangement to go around my neck to buckle my wrists behind my back. It put my wrists between my shoulder blades causing my boobs to thrust out. It was uncomfortable but it was going to be much more so.
He went back to the sack and brought back four spring clamps with teeth like little alligators with nylon strings tied to them.
He clamped one to each of my pussy lips then tied them to the wall to open my pussy so wide it looked like an "O". I began to whimper because they really bit me but it was even worse when he put them on my nipples and lifted my breasts to a hook in the ceiling. The only way I could minimize the pain was by standing perfectly still. My slightest movement caused a sharp bite to my pussy or nipples.
If that was not bad enough he took out the fibreglas whip. It was awful! He hit hard on just my breasts at the nipples to cause terrible bites and directly on my clit to make me jerk back to have them bite my pussy-lips. After several of those he used the stiff slender part to whip my ass which I swore was cutting my skin and caused me to jerk to have both my nipples and pussy to be bitten. I screamed until I was hoarse then cried so hard my poor tortured tits became wet. There was no way I could overcome this much pain and Joe stopped.
He said, "This is too much isn't it?"
I was crying too much to answer so just nodded my head until I could choke out, "I can't stand it. You can do anything else!"
He took off the clamps but it still hurt while he unbuckled my ankles. He left my wrists manacled as he said. "Now I know what is too much for you to stand but I wonder if you could take ten more with a different whip. Show me how brave you are. Choose the most painful whip you think you can stand for ten more. Make sure you can take it because I am going to stand in one spot and you will have to step up to me for each lash and tell me where you want to be hit. If you step back and lack the courage to step forward for another I will put the clamps back on you and give you ten with the fibreglas."
I was really grateful that he recognized the fact he had surpassed my limit. I looked at my ass in the mirror expecting to see blood running from the cuts from that whip and was amazed to just see purple welts. I could feel every welt stinging and was really tempted to choose the pussy whip but since it would only be ten I decided to try to be brave enough for the next to worse whip to prove my courage. I was sure the threat of ten with the terrible whip would force me to be brave.
I said, "I want to prove that I am brave and that fibreglas whip is too much for anyone. I will take the snake whip which is nearly as bad."
"God you are brave. Where do you want them? On your butt?"
I was grateful to know he would accept that comparatively easy area but I was determined to prove my courage.
"No. Give me three on my breasts, four on my inner thighs. and the last three on my pussy."
"Fantastic. Move closer to me and bend over with your head tilted back."
I realized he planned to hit the tops of my breasts and was grateful since the nipples were still hurting terribly.
I moved over to him and took a deep breath and held it as I brought my head back out of the way.
When it hit the pain was so bad my breath came out in a whoosh and it was all I could do to stay in position for the next two.
He let me stand straight and catch my breath before telling me to face him and spread my legs. I felt proud that I was able to overcome all my instincts and defiantly spread my legs far enough to feel a pull on the inner muscles.
Perversely I felt excitement growing and was sure my pussy was wet.
He hit me slowly barely below my pussy so I had time to savor the pain until the fourth nearly brought me to orgasm.
He said, "It is time for your pussy."
I just moaned, "Yes. Pussy"
He hit the right lip with the tip going into the crack of my ass. Again he let me savor it and I began to tremble as my first orgasm hit. Then he hit the left lip and my body shook violently as the shock of the orgasm hit.
The last one went right in the center causing my clitoris and asshole to explode at once. all my strength went away under the onslaught of the orgasm that followed and I sunk to my knees with sweat pouring off me sorry that my hands were tied so I could not keep the orgasms going with my fingers. I don't know if he sensed what I needed or not but he pushed me over on my back and began fluttering his tongue on my clitoris while his thumb went into my pussy and his finger slid into my asshole. It felt awesome. I lifted my ass to move my pussy against his tongue and almost choked myself pulling on my manacles while a whole different kind of orgasms pulsed through my body.
I was finally exhausted and fell back to the floor signalling him that I was through. He rolled me over on my stomach, with the cool concrete soothing my welts, to release my wrists and take off the neck collar.
He began kissing my back going down to kiss my butt and run his tongue in the crack with momentary stops to say he loved me and that I was breathtaking and awesome.
Then he carried me into the house saying he had bought some salve to cut my pain. I was not sure I wanted it. I was still having little after shocks of orgasms.
He laid me on my back and caressed the salve on my welts. Then he said I am amazed you prefer the snake whip. The tip cut your skin before I realized it and hit lighter. The fibreglas didn't cut you."
"No but it felt like it did for the whole length. The snake whip only hurts terribly at the tip. Please promise you won't hit my nipples or clitoris with the tip. I am sure they would be torn. If you want to just punish the nipples or clitoris you can use the tip of the fibreglas. It is wide enough to just hurt."
I am surprised you can even think about that but the man said the more you were punished the more you would be able to stand. It must be true. I am sure you could not have taken the snake whip untied a few weeks ago."